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The Well-“Tampered” Clavier: Bach Reimagined for the Modern Piano

Originally conceived to showcase a revolutionary tuning system that allowed every key to sound equally in tune, Bach’s Well-Tempered Clavier has, for three centuries, inspired composers, performers, and audiences worldwide. Now, two Washington, D.C.–based pianists—composer-performer Sam Post and his friend and colleague Ralitza Patcheva—have joined forces to reimagine Bach’s iconic work. Their new recording, The Well-“Tampered” Clavier, embraces the expressive possibilities of the modern piano and infuses the music with rhythmic vitality drawn from jazz, ragtime, folk, world music, and twentieth-century classical styles.

01 The Well-Tempered Clavier, Book 1_ Prelude no 1 in C major, BWV 846 (arr S Post), Sam Post

I witnessed the Aids epidemic first hand. Lost a LOT of friends. I am also an avid gamer. I played the very first ever video games at the time they came out. I played every single MMORPG, Alpha tested and Beta Tested MANY of them. The World of Warcraft was one such game. I made friends during the Alpha test, most of them LGBTQIA, and added even more in Beta.  The Day WoW launched, we had more than 500 members in our guild. Eventually, we had over 10,000. We were "The Spreading Taint". Our guild has been featured many times in various TV Shows. The episode in South Park, is my all time favorite. That is where I met many LIFE long friends. One of them, Mitchell Way, I got really close with. One night while we were raiding together, he told me he had to go, he had a Band Rehearsal. I was like, NO WAY! he said yep. I told him I wrote music for Wind Bands and Wind Ensembles. He didn't believe me. He believes me now. All of us in those guilds were seeking others like us. We were people  that were shunned, hated but most of all, hurting. We found solace inside that guild. We found peace, laughter, comrades and most of all, we found ourselves. We went into those guilds as wounded souls. We came out STRONG. We were all OUTCASTS. I wrote this work for Mitch, whom I love dearly. I wrote OUTCASTS for all the outcasts on Earth. FOR THE HORDE!

OUTCASTS

Marie Laveau, often referred to as the "Voodoo Queen of New Orleans," was a legendary figure in 19th-century Louisiana. Renowned for her deep knowledge of Voodoo practices, spiritual healing, and herbal medicine, she gained a reputation for her influence in both the spiritual and social spheres. Laveau's charisma and skill in blending traditional African spiritual beliefs with
Catholicism made her a powerful and enduring symbol of New Orleans' rich cultural heritage. Many prominent figures sought her out for fortune telling as well as advice. The knowledge gleaned from those same prominent figures would ultimately give her great power, influence and ability to “tell the future”, or at least it seemed so. Between the fortune telling and her voodoo background, very few, if any, challenged her.
     I Have a History with New Orleans - I played piano bar in New Orleans while attending Louisiana State University. I enjoyed exploring the city, watching artisans and vendors, and taking historical tours. Marie Laveau’s footsteps and ghost tours inspired me to write music for her. 
The Moon was in her Eyes - The form of the work is basically A, B, C, D then ending with a variation of B.
A - is composed to make you physically feel New Orleans subtitled: “Laid back and doused with oppressive humidity.”
B - subtitled “The Big Easy” which is basically a rendition of how I hear New Orleans.
C - is “Love Potion #9” It’s somewhat of a love theme that later, goes terribly wrong.
D - is “That voodoo, that you do, so well” (While I could be quoting Frank Sinatra, I’m instead, quoting the character Heady Lamar, played by Harvey Korman in Blazing Saddles.) It pretty much sounds like voodoo. It concludes with a strong recap of “The Big Easy”, symbolizing Marie Laveau; The Voodoo Priestess of New Orleans, the Influencer, the Myth, and the Legend.

The Moon in her Eyes

When I was diagnosed with cancer back in the '90s, I found myself daydreaming of a world less defined. A place where the rules bent gently, like reeds in the tide. I wanted to break my bonds- not just of illness, but of gravity, of breath, of the body itself. I imagined a realm where gravity wasn't a force of confinement, but a kind of kindness. It didn't pull- it released. It sang in soft harmonics, lifting even the heaviest hearts into the sky. In that world, oxygen was optional. We could walk the ocean floor without tanks or fear, our footsteps stirring phosphorescent trails in the sand. The sea was warm and forgiving, and above us, the clouds swelled like gentle waves. Whales breached not from water, but from mist- leviathans of the sky, their songs echoing through the atmosphere like lullabies for the soul.
     Illness has no place here. It couldn't find footing in a world so fluid, so free. The body was light, the spirit lighter. And gravity? It was no longer a law. It was a choice. It was a melody. A whisper that said, "You may stay, or you may soar!
I imagined that melody, and I put it on paper for Beth; "GRAVITY"

Gravity

 The American Band College of Central Washington University, or “ABC” “... is a master's degree program that could change your career.”  That is some of what the brochure says. What it doesn't say, is how many friends you will make, or how many of those friends will last a lifetime. The atmosphere is professional but at the same time, it’s like one giant family, learning, laughing, eating and yes, there is a miniscule amount of partying too!  

      When they commissioned me to compose a work, I was truly was excited to do it. All I could think of was yes! I’m going back there! It felt like going home. That is the only thing I thought about when I was composing it. The camaraderie, the learning, the beautiful mountain laced scenery, everything that I love about it. When it came to a title, I kept turning over the words American Band College, and just the ABC. Then ABC turned into Do-Re-Mi, then it hit me. I could use Solfege, the method of being able to name pitches of notes. In the Key of C, ABC is La-Ti-Do which sounds like Lah-Tee-Doh. So, there you have it! What inspired the music as well as the title of the work: LaTiDo! 

Latido

Commissioned by the Mile High Freedom Bands
Commemorating Forty Years of Standing with Pride, Derek Hebert, Artistic Director

Mile High

Program Notes
I first encountered composer Julie in 2016 when a mentor and I commissioned her to write a piece for our high school bands.
That commission not only sparked a cherished relationship but also introduced me to a musical voice that I instantly fell in love
with. The premiere of that first piece took place just four days before my due date.
On May 29, my beautiful son, George, was born. What we could not know then was the challenging road ahead: five months
later, George went into heart failure, requiring his first heart transplant at just nine months old. A year and a half after that, he
suffered rejection and needed a second transplant before the age of three. It is this complexity and vulnerability that I knew Julie
would be able to translate so perfectly into music.
The journey of transplant is complex, almost impossible to put into words. Receiving a transplant means that someone else’s
worst day of loss turns into another family's day of hope and a future. The emotions are incredibly layered. Both recipient and donor
families experience grief, guilt, and pain, alongside hope, purpose, and the promise of a future. As the parent of a child receiving a
heart, you are keenly aware that another family is enduring the unimaginable loss of their child. It is this complexity and
vulnerability that I knew Julie would be able to translate so perfectly into music.
We call our donors Angels because they selflessly gave the ultimate gift of life so people like George
could have a chance at one. This music is a testament to George's strength, the incredible generosity of his
Angels, and the profound, enduring power of that gift.
*The above program notes graciously written by Lindsey Kemp*

“I chose the solo piano for its power to draw the vastness of music into a smaller, intimate space. No matter how grand the
ensemble, when the piano enters, the world narrows—every ear and heart attuned to one voice. The piano is a great vessel for
vulnerability. I composed this piece in the shadow of mental and emotional hardship, guided by an angel who restored me—Dr. N.
Horton, whose kindness kept me here. My crisis contributed to the “heart” this music has. For myself, “The Borrowed Heart” is
about as personal as music can get.” J.G.

The Borrowed Heart J Giroux

There is not enough Halloween, spooky or scary music in the orchestral and wind band repertoires. Big, Loud, Angry, Sneaky and most of all, that style of music never fails to captivate audiences as well as the imagination in listeners young and old alike. Edvard Grieg’s “In the Hall of the Mountain King” has always been one of my favorites.
     When Dan Bassett and the South Florida Pride Concert Band asked me to compose Halloween style music for them, I was absolutely ecstatic! Nobody has ever asked me to write that style as a commission before. I have a few that I have composed, but strictly for myself, because I wanted to! I started with my favorite gaming characters I LOVE to play: Ogres and Goblins and Trolls. Then I immediately felt the rhythm of those words and how it fit perfectly to the Wizard of Oz song “Lions and Tigers and Bears, Oh My!” and that was all it took to get me putting notes on the page. 
It was so much fun to write. I know it is fun to perform. And audiences? They WILL be entertained. It has several great sound effects that involves everybody in the band, crazy fun melodies and you never know what is coming next. It is one of my favorites. It may end up being one of yours, too.

Ogres and Goblins and Trolls. Oh My!

In the mist-covered hills of 18th-century Transylvania, a humble chambermaid discovers a music box once belonging to her great-grandmother. Its haunting melody grants her beauty and awakens a hidden power. 
One evening, she dares to try on the princess's gown. The young prince enters, expecting his sister, and is instantly enchanted. Believing her to be nobility, he invites her to the royal ball. That night, they dance beneath glittering chandeliers until a friend of the prince recognizes her- as a chambermaid. Laughter ripples through the hall. The prince, humiliated and furious, accuses her of witchcraft.
"Witch!" he cries. "You made me see beauty where there was none!" Thrown into the dungeon, tortured but unbroken, she waits for execution. Yet the whispers were true: she is a centuries-old witch, sustained by the dark magic of the music box. When the melody plays again, the castle burns. By dawn, only ashes - and the faint echo of her song.

Wonderfully Wicked

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